A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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BALIDAAN TUMHEN KARNA HOGA

वह खून कहो किस मतलब का

जिसमें उबाल

na jaane kahan bitate hai

दोस्ती किस तरह निभाते हैं, मेरे दुश्म

An Argument
've oft been told by learned friars,
That wishing and the crime are one,
And Heaven punishes d

TIRANGA JISKI YAAD KE LIY

जिनकी दृढ़ता से उन्नत है आज हिमालय

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BEWAJAH HUM MOHABBAT KARTE THE

Aankhein jo khuli thi to unhe apne kareeb paya naa tha

Kabhi they ruh mein shamil aaj unk

ZINDAGI SULAJH GAYI

Haathon mei kalam aur kitaab liye

Khaayalon ko nazam banate hue

Zindagi sulajh ga

Main Tujhse Juda Hokar

Main Tujhse Juda Hokar Kehta Bhi Kya.....???

Ke Tujhse Juda Hote Waqt, Mere Aankhon Mein

The Hardest Thing I'll Ever Do
The hardest thing I'll ever do
is let go of you
And look forward instead of back to my past <

A Friend Found In Music

Music is the ocean

That pulls me to the shore.

Music is the rhythm

That m

My Beautiful Country India

 

Today is a time for fireworks and fun

But we shouldn’t forget its re

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